A heartthrob? Here you go!

When he came across comments with blessings, he would like and express his gratitude.

He deleted all comments other than blessings, leaving no trace.

When he saw the comment that mentioned Song Jingshen, his brows furrowed. He followed what he said and saw the comment from the trumpet. The anger that had been ignited by Yu Ge's indifference immediately flared up in his heart.

He clicked on the "Wei Ai Xiao Yu" account that the other party had tagged, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and instead of being angry, he smiled, and his fingers began typing rapidly.

He focused on tapping, completely ignoring the two people sleeping at his feet.

One of them flicked his fingers and struggled to raise his head. The moment he saw the person clearly, he subconsciously held his breath.

He was absolutely sure that Young Master Fang was crazy!

He had originally hooked up with a civilian girl and was planning to have some fun with her, but unexpectedly someone suddenly attacked and snatched away his communicator.

It doesn't matter, he has a spare.

After searching for a while, he found that the Fang family's contact number was not on the backup communicator, so he could only helplessly send a distress message to Young Master You.

In this situation, only these young masters who are also top nobles can control Young Master Fang.

After sending the message and receiving the reply, he buried his head again and pretended to be dead.

The bright moonlight cannot reach the deep alley, and flows slowly to the side.

Under the same moonlight at night, in the equally luxurious manor villa, countless people's eyes widened instantly.

What is Fang Chi doing? ! !

After seeing the two comments from Fang Chi, Ji Yan immediately sat up and ordered, "Go check immediately to see what happened in the Fang family tonight."

Others may not know, but he knows very well that Fang Chi is not married!

"Yes."

The secretary received the message, replied respectfully, bowed, walked back to the door, opened it and quietly left.

When Ji Yan saw the two messages, he couldn't help but curse:

"It's really crazy!"

"This damn green tea girl is actually so good at pretending!!!"

At the same time, angry insults came out from the plump red lips.

Li Yi's eyes were filled with hostility, and he angrily kicked the chair beside him.

With a bang, the chair was kicked over. He turned his head to look out the window and said coldly, "Go to Yuyu's house. That lunatic must be there!"

"Send that bitch back to the Fang family!"

This curse, filled with so much hatred and anger, startled the birds outside the window so much that they instantly flew up into the air and flew away in terror.

It flew quickly across the vast area of ​​malice and vaguely heard a few words.

"This is an opportunity for you. Fang Chi is crazy now. His mental state can be manipulated. The Fang family is in the wrong."

The magnetic, deep voice paused and shouted, "Shen Du, don't forget that you are only a second-level special inspector now."

As the distance grew, the already unclear words instantly disappeared in the wind.

It flapped its wings and found a slightly safe place to land. It combed its feathers a few times and looked up to meet a pair of eyes that were brighter than the moonlight.

The gentle and elegant young man stood in front of the window. The moment he met the falling bird's eyes, it was as if he could see the confusion in its eyes through its two round black bean-like eyes.

He couldn't help but let out a laugh and stretched out his hand. Under the moonlight, his slender fingers were even more stunning than the moonlight.

"Come here." He called to the little bird gently.

It looks like the little fish when we first met.

When she heard his self-introduction, she was also stunned, as if she couldn't react. He almost thought she remembered him.

Such a little bird should be shown to the little fish, it is so cute.

"Commissioner..." The secretary beside him couldn't help but urge, "Master Fang is now in your..."

Thinking of the crazy, perverted comments in that account, the secretary paused for a moment, then continued as usual: "They are attacking you in the comment section of your small account."

"It's okay." Song Jingshen said lightly, "It's just——"

Thinking of that remark, the joy in his eyes deepened, and a smile adorned his lips: "He's just a divorced husband, he can't cause any trouble."

Instead, it will make Xiaoyu more disgusted with Fang Chi, make the people more shocked, and make Song Jingshen look more innocent.

Xiaoyu must be very angry now.

Song Jing was deep and determined.

The angrier you are, the better. Then you won’t feel sad when he dies.

"You go out and ask Changji to come over."

The secretary reluctantly left, and another thin young man came in.

He listened to Song Jingshen's instructions and looked up.

The gentle young man stretched out his hand to tease the birds outside the window, but the words he said were so chilling.

“…This time, I must watch him die with my own eyes.”

Zhao Changji responded respectfully and turned to leave.

Song Jingshen looked at the unmoved bird opposite him. The moment the smile on his lips faded, the bird immediately took a few steps back in alert.

That look of resistance is exactly the same as the little fish's current one.

Song Jingshen's face turned completely cold. He stared at the bird, then suddenly withdrew his hand and grabbed the window frame. The muscles in his arm bulged instantly, and blue veins stretched to the back of his white hand.

He supported himself on the window frame, jumped up easily, stepped on the window and lightly jumped onto the branch, then reached out and grabbed the bird that was about to flap its wings and fly away.

He was half-squatting on the branch in his current position, with a bunch of long hair falling on the branch and covered in dust.

Song Jingshen, however, didn't care at all. He just held the bird tightly and moved it close to his eyes. They looked into each other's eyes and he stared at the black bean-like glass eyeball in front of him.

After looking at it for a long time, he slowly smiled: "I caught you, little fish."

The bird struggled frantically in his palm, but it was of no use. The loss of one hand did not affect Song Jingshen's agility at all and he jumped back into the room.

The moment he landed, the window was closed and completely locked.

Unclear words were whispered, but no one could hear them clearly.

When Zhao Changji walked out, he looked up at the fourth floor.

The window was closed and the bird was gone.

He withdrew his gaze and walked out.

In the deep alley, after responding one sentence after another, Fang Chi looked away and raised his head to look at Yu Ge's window again.

Still locked.

Nothing.

After dealing with the bitch on the Internet, there are still two upstairs from Yu Yu.

Thinking about the time when Yu Ge had to stay here because he was angry, Fang Chi couldn't help but worry.

There are two vixens living upstairs from her. It would be bad if they took advantage of the situation and broke in during this period.

Fang Chi turned off the communicator and walked towards the corridor entrance.

He was going to look for those two people.

As the eldest wife, she gave them some admonitions and warned them not to have any affair with Yu Yu before Yu Yu and his child were born.

The footsteps became slow and faded away. The young man on the ground looked up and was stunned for a moment.

gone?

So is he going to get up?

Want to leave?

No no, forget it.

Thinking of You Xiu's power and Fang Chi's madness just now, the young man timidly buried his head again.

Fang Chi walked up the stairs, came to the door, and stood firm. The pale yellow light reflected on his body, making his embarrassment clearly visible.

But his demeanor remained dignified and elegant, with a dignified manner, and he raised his hand to knock on the door.

There was a knock on the door, and soon footsteps were heard. The door was opened, and the gentle young man frowned and looked at Fang Chi in surprise.

Fang Chi just glanced at him lightly, then reached out to push the man away and walked in again.

Its posture is proud and calm, like an elegant and generous Persian cat.

He glanced around the room, then looked at the closed door on the other side, and said coldly: "Where is that man? Let him come out."